A couple of days after I arrived in McCarthy, Bradie was off work and took me for a hike on top of Root Glacier. I’m not going to bother writing anything else about it, just look at the photos.
Bradie leads the way.
River on the glacier. I’ve never tasted better water than I got from a spot not far from here. Pure as crystal.
Erosion.
Epic weather.
Pretending I know what to do with that ice axe.
And on the way back, a great view of the crumbling old mill buildings of Kennecott.